Stripped by Depeche Mode for all my fellow Doomers out there.
Come with me into the trees
We'll lay on the grass and let the hours pass
Take my hand, come back to the land
Let's get away just for one day
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Metropolis has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss
Take my hand, come back to the land
Where everything's ours for a few hours
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you make decisions without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
(Let me hear you speaking just for me)
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
(Let me hear you crying just for me)
Come with me into the trees
We'll lay on the grass and let the hours pass
Take my hand, come back to the land
Let's get away just for one day
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Metropolis has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss
Take my hand, come back to the land
Where everything's ours for a few hours
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you make decisions without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
(Let me hear you speaking just for me)
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
(Let me hear you crying just for me)
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- Depeche Mode
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